No, you know what, he'll think about this later. When he's by himself, when Makoto isn't next to him getting more upset by the second. Decisively, he locks his phone and sets it on the bar, screen facing down. He's fine. Everything is fine.

"Don't worry about it," he tells Makoto again. "Seriously. I know you were just worried." He's not even lying. He knows Makoto didn't have bad intentions.